Archive | November 2014

November Onwards

It’s been just about a week since NaNoWriMo started! I’m doing about as well as you’d expect in the midst of the rest of life. But – oh! – is it fun to write again!

Sometimes I wonder if I should pursue writing as a career, and I think I will always question that until- if by some amazing chance- I manage to publish something. But there’s no question about it: I at least love to write! There’s nothing quite so fun about writing characters and plots and making up your own story.

Of course, it’s not all that  easy. Quite often during the last week I’ve stared at the page in front of me and asked myself: ‘What in the world am I doing?’ And I am still having the challenge of trying to figure out how to make the plot make sense, how to write a character with PTSD, how to make the ‘sidekick’ not suddenly- and for no apparent reason- act like my main character, and of course the ever present problem- how to be able to write enough!

Well, I know I should be writing on here on Felicity Prose- it’s still a different enough task for me so it’s not automatic- but NaNoWriMo writing is quite distracting. So, if I manage to write here- and hopefully I will- the posts will probably be pretty short, at least until December.

However, I think I recently mentioned that I would put up excerpts of the style I want to write in- or just perfect. My characters travel in time to the Civil War-era, so of course I want to make the people of that time speak as though they are from that time! Mark Twain is, of course, good to read for just the general writing style, which I still haven’t perfected- much to my annoyance. But then there’s the way people talk that I need to work on getting right and not being embarrassed about it. (incidentally, if anyone that reads this finds it just weird or distracting, then I’d love to know so I won’t attempt it)

So, here’s a very helpful excerpt from the Red Badge of Courage, of the main character’s mother talking to him before he left. Hope you enjoy:

“I’ve knet yeh eight pair of socks, Henry, and I’ve put in all yer best shirts, because I want my boy to be jest as warm and comf’able as anybody in the army. Whenever they get holes in ’em, I want yeh to send ’em rightaway back to me, so’s I kin dern ’em.

“An’ allus be careful an’ choose yer comp’ny. There’s lots of bad men in the army, Henry. The army makes ’em wild, and they like nothing better than the job of leading off a young feller like you, as ain’t never been away from home much and has allus had mother, an’ a-learning ’em to drink and swear. Keep clear of them folks, Henry. I don’t want yeh to ever do anything, Henry, that yeh would be ‘shamed to let me know about. Just think as if I was awatchin’ yeh. If yeh keep that in yer mind allus, I guess yeh’ll come out about right.”

This is a good excerpt also for the general atmosphere of the time and how people thought. Now, I think I will build up enough courage to put an excerpt from my story of my attempt at writing this way. This is very hard, because it’s the one spot that I am most worried of getting wrong.

Here it is:

I would ha’ fought till I was dead, an’ then I would ha’ fought till there was nothin’ left! That’s what Bill said, anyway. An’ even if yeh can’t go on fightin’ after ye’re dead, I’d like to think I could!”

(Many apologies to anyone that might think this is really strange or, by chance, insulting)

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The Drifter’s Course: Time

It’s nearly November! NaNoWriMo is here!

This year I’m doing the 3rd part to my Civil War story.

Just as a quick “behind the scenes” thing, this story was originally- at the very beginning- intended to be an article/essay. I was challenging myself to learn about the Civil War- a subject I knew very little about- and to write something about, most likely my own opinions on the matter. Well, that was when I found out I am really bad at writing my own opinions about things, at least when it comes to imagining it in book form, as I was doing (think C.S. Lewis, serious-type thing)

Well, the story took several confusing turns, until it came to be a story about a brilliant professor figuring out how to travel through time and possibly turn his time machine- which allows one to be able to travel to the past and be ‘invisible’, that is: people are not fully aware of them- into a college course. I love this idea because it sounds funny, but for some reason I’ve never managed it fully. So anyway, they decide to send a couple of test ‘students’ to see how it goes and… well, things happen.

And now I’m on to my 3rd story. I actually don’t know if it will be my last- because I don’t know how complete the story will be by the end- but it’s most likely my biggest yet.

So, here is a link to my page on the NaNoWriMo website: http://nanowrimo.org/participants/inconnu.

I have trouble with writing synopsis’. It’s hard to explain a story, especially when you’re trying to avoid certain plot twists. And with this story there’s too much going on for me to include everything and make it make sense. But anyway, I am fairly pleased with this synopsis and here it is (hopefully I’ll manage to put up an excerpt):

Mark Kingston has traveled to the past twice, and he thought that would be it. He, his friends and everyone involved with the Drifters’ Experiment are on the run from a powerful and dangerous group and they are cut off from the machine that allows them to travel through time. So it may seem that the time traveling has come to an end.

But then a second machine is made. And Mark has a mission to complete- a decision to make. He can change one of the many moments in history that seemingly went wrong and- if he should be successful- might change the course of history for the better.

But that is not when Mark’s trouble begins. Time itself does not want anyone changing history, and it can go to any lengths to keep them from doing just that.

This chapter of Mark’s life is coming to a close, and there’s no telling where the next chapter will lead or if Mark will be able to carry through to it.